TWAU: Before the Crime

Chapter 2: Winter

Winter was both Bigby's and Snow's favourite time of year; at least one thing they had in common, the other was they're pure love for one another. Walking up to the woodlands, bitching about Ichabod Crane. The usual. The snow fell from the sky, and carpeted the way in front of them as they strode in sync, side by side, glancing at one another; every time they caught each others gaze, they held it for a moment, and Snow would always break the connection first- her cheeks would flush red, making the contrast between her skin and her hair even more noticeable. A little giggle would escape from her, and Bigby would let out a muffled laugh, shaking his head, watching the walkway.

"Well, thank you, Bigby," Snow said, looking up at him, holding his gaze, with the adorable smile that showed her tiny dimples. Bigby studied her face carefully, taking in every detail of her beauty,

"Anytime, Snow. I'd do anything for you," he commented, wrapping a piece of her black hair around his finger, before gently placing it behind her ear. She blushed again, and Bigby could smell the love she felt for him. I know, Snow. I love you too, he whispered to her silently, despite the fact she couldn't hear him. They held their gaze for a while, before Flycatcher burst through the door, crashing into Bigby. He lost his balance for a split second, but quickly regained it before catching Ambrose, a few seconds before hitting the ground.

"Flycatcher, you gotta watch where your going," Bigby remarked, slight impatience in his voice. Snow giggled, and choked with regret,

"I... I have some work to do Bigby, if you want, you can stop by the office and give me a hand? I'd appreciate it. Greatly." she gave a small, upset smile, before pushing the door open and disappearing through the other side. Bigby turned to Ambrose, starting to get annoyed by the little remark Snow had said.

"Ambrose. Whatever the hell that was, you must have a reason to have been running. Me and Snow were having a moment then, and every time- every damn time!- someone ruins it!" now he was frustrated.

"S-sorry Bigby, I- I was just-" Bigby stormed off like a child when they don't get the right present. He headed into the Woodlands, and slammed the door behind him, making the glass crack a little in the corner. Flycatcher stood there, shocked by Bigby's action.

A knock on the door came, and Snow glanced up from her work. Bigby. she smiled to herself, and stood up, straightening her jacket, and smoothing out her raven hair. The door cracked open slightly, and Bigby's head poked through.

"He's not here, Bigby," she laughed, and he strode through the door, looking casual, with his top button undone, and his tie, sloppy, as usual. The way Snow liked him. He was her Bigby.

"I'm so sorry about that, Snow. I promise, I promise, that will never happen again." he genuinely looked sincere, and all Snow could do was melt inside a little. She shook her head,

"It's okay, Bigby, it's ok-"

"No, no it's not. I swear one day, I'll kill him." he growled, with mock aggressiveness. She slipped from behind the desk, and walked up to him, gracefully, elegantly. Bigby raised an eyebrow as she passed him, and shut the door to the office, although she didn't lock it. He pursed his lips in thought, now both his eyebrows were raised.

She headed back to the desk, and sat on the front, her right leg crossed over her left.

"So... You called me here, why?" Bigby asked, 'confused' to the matter, although in his mind, he was pretty sure of what she was doing.

"Sit down," she ordered as she pointed to the chair in front of her. Bigby shrugged and threw his coat to the corner of the Business Office, before sitting down in the specific chair Snow pointed out. So he sat down, and Snow hopped off the desk, and sat on his lap, swinging her legs over his right knee, and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Bigby, I didn't call you in here for work, however. I do, in fact, need to talk to you," she looked up at him, he voice shaking slightly. So, not what I thought. Okay, I can live with this... he thought.

"Go on," he pushed, looking down at her sweet, flawless face.

She glanced down and cleared her throat before continuing,

"Bigby, I know it's only meant to be professional work between us, I respect that, but you see, I just can't help, how I feel about you. It's like, it's too hard to explain, but let's just say, from the first time I saw you, and you freed my from that camp, you were always on my mind, from day one. I knew I should have been scared of you, but there was just something- I can't quite explain it- just something in your eyes, that I found... comfort in. It's petty I know, but I just thought-" he cut her off, by planting a soft, loving kiss on her red, fluffy pillow lips. Her scent filled his nostrils and her fingers intertwined in his soft, thick brown hair. It was magical, a truly wonderful experience that neither wanted to end it, until Bigby pulled away, a great sensation in his soft brown eyes that she had never seen before.

"So, does that show how I feel about you, Snow?" He grinned a half grin, his mouth curling at the left hand corner. Snow was lost for words, completely and utterly perplexed by the sudden movement, and so all she did was nod her head. And that was the only signal Bigby noticed, before leaning in to kiss her again, his hands wrapping around her waist as he pulled her up closer to his chest, embracing her in the only moment they've ever truly had. Alone, and it was beautiful.

Hi everyone! I couldn't help but continue this story; as soon as I got in from school my first thoughts were 'I must. Write. Must. Write!' and so, I came downstairs, plugged my kindle in and got straight to work. And the most fortunate thing- I have no homework, and no exams to revise for, so I got an extra chance to write more. Sorry if it was a little fast paced, but I just thought it was nice to put this in at the beginning. I love you all, and thank you for voting and favouriting my story! :D